The first person Harvey Weinstein (and Asia Argento probably followed suit) slashed off his Christmas card list after the #MeToo movement reared its necessary head, Rose McGowan, has demonstrated that everybody has shit to learn about everybody else and their experiences. She’s also probably clued herself in that it should probably be done without getting into a screaming match over it in the middle of a Barnes & Noble. In a video for PinkNews, Rose apologized to the trans community for past remarks she’s made about transgender women in comparison to cisgender women, and for a public fight she got into with a transgender woman over it.
Rose’s taped apology (you can watch it below) is in reference to a screaming match she got into with trans activist Andi Dier (who has been accused of preying on underage girls) at a Q&A for her memoir Brave last year. Andi confronted Rose about comments she made during an interview on RuPaul’s podcast What’s The Tee the year before wherein she said that transgender women “could not relate” to the experiences of cisgender women. Rose also accused Andi of being a plant her enemies hired to stir shit up.
The Barnes & Noble event quickly turned into a shouting match between McGowan and the transgender woman in the audience, with McGowan shouting “I’m mad that you put s*it on me because I have a f*cking vagina and I’m white or I’m black or I’m yellow or I’m purple.” She also claimed that cisgender women are more likely to be the victims of rape or violence than transgender women.
I think I’m Mad That You Put Shit On Me Because I Have A Fucking Vagina is a way better title than Brave. McGowan said that “as an older woman in Hollywood” (oh god, what does that make me?!?), she’s still learning.
“I would like to say I’m sorry,” McGowan says in a video portion of the interview. “I didn’t have the correct language. I am, you know, an older woman from Hollywood. It’s not exactly the place for understanding the language…It’s just been a learning process and evolution.
And neither is Barnes & Noble a place for understanding the language. No one wants to be standing there in a brick & mortar bookstore, chastising themselves into buying books out of guilt. (Because you’d much rather use your Kindle because you’re too lazy to lift a heavy book.) And then two people begin screaming about fucking vaginas at each other, startling you and causing you to spill your overpriced latte on yourself and the book you now HAVE to buy.